The photo above is where it all started for me. I was the youngest of four siblings living with our parents in this house at 784 Academy Avenue – in Providence Rhode Island. The year was 1944. I didn’t know it at the time, but as it turned out this was the beginning for me of what many people refer to as the “good old days.” I have heard that expression many times during my life but only now do I fully appreciate the meaning of those words.
My childhood memories are wonderful and often the subject of conversation at family gatherings. In comparison to today I truly believe I had the good fortune of growing up during the 40s, 50s, and 60s in comparison to the generations that followed.
The stories that follow will be my recollections and perhaps those of friends, family, and neighbors who may want to contribute.